Then, he whispered to the faucet beside him, "Do you know if there are any special privileges for teachers with high teaching credits?"
He hadn't expected Lin Han to know about this in the first place.
However, Lin Han nodded and whispered back, "I've heard that teachers with teaching credits of 90 and above will be assessed as outstanding instructors. There's only one professor in each faculty.
One is an associate professor, and one is a senior associate professor.
Only outstanding instructors are qualified to challenge for the position of professor. "
"And every professor will receive a discount in exchange for Yin spirit stones. I'm not too sure about the specifics, but I've heard that outstanding instructors receive a 10% discount."
Qin Ye drew a deep breath.
10% discount … then wouldn't it be 30% discount for an associate professor or a senior associate professor?
Professors would even enjoy an inhumane 40% discount?!
This … is tempting me to become the king of wolves … Is this really a good idea?
The husky glanced around at the pack of wolves, and then extended his claws.
Arthis pecked at his neck desperately, "10% discount!
10% discount!
What other path do you have apart from becoming an instructor?
Try to empty out the Special Investigations Department's treasure vault before you leave their ranks!
You haven't even used the Yin spirit stones yet, but you won't even have enough by the time you're done! "
Qin Husky Night suppressed his desire to stir up trouble and carefully sorted out his thoughts.
If I'm going to challenge for the position of an outstanding instructor as a husky, then not only will I have to clock in every day for the next two months, but I'll also have to earn the 40 teaching credits that I've hidden away somewhere … I'm already looking forward to my trip to Mount Tai City.
While he was deep in thought, Lin Han, who finally managed to get a response from him, leaned over and chimed in, "... Can I treat you tonight?
I went to high school in Mount Tai City, and I know of a shop that sells Huinmo pastries and Huangshan sesame seed cakes. The taste is … "
Qin Ye pushed Lin Han's head away, "Can't you think a little deeper?"
Lin Han blinked vacantly, "Isn't this to repay you for helping me take first place in the Faculty of Combat?"
Can you f * cking not mention this?!
The icy glint in Qin Ye's eyes threatened to reduce Lin Han to ashes. He gritted his teeth, "... Then I really have to thank you, don't I?"
Another hour later, the car finally arrived at the entrance of Insignia University's main campus.
Numerous students walked in and out of the grand entrance. The restaurants and hotels at the entrance formed a sharp contrast with the already deserted branch campus.
The handover went smoothly, and they were assigned to decent dormitories. Each of them had their own room. Qin Ye set down his suitcase. He wasn't about to go along with Su Feng's deceitful team, so he broke away from the rest and strolled along Mount Tai Street.
He was not so kind-hearted that he would give the other party some pointers while fighting for the position of an excellent teacher.
Even if the other party could think of it, it would be him who thought of it. Why should there be another competitor?
Mount Tai City was much more prosperous compared to the City of Salvation. As the capital of a province, it was bustling with traffic and high-rise buildings. Shops stood tall and bustling, and the streets were filled with lively faces, almost as though they were singing the praises of this paradise that was far removed from the supernatural.
Qin Ye sighed wistfully as he gazed at the city that resembled the rising sun in the east. He couldn't help but feel as though he were in a paradise on earth.
"How many years has it been …" He held a cup of milk tea in his hands as he stood in the middle of the park, watching the elderly taking a leisurely stroll, the couples walking their dogs, and the retired workers reading the newspapers with birdcages in their hands. He sighed wistfully, "How many years has it been since I've seen such a tranquil scene?"
This was the central park of Mount Tai City. The greenery here was excellent, and ancient trees provided shade. Walking along the tree-lined path was filled with a unique sense of tranquility.
From time to time, he would see one or two young people with headphones on and books resting on the benches. It was a tranquil sight to behold.
Arthis perched on his shoulder. The paper crane was only the size of a thumb, and it was inconspicuous.
Qin Ye walked along the path that was covered with fallen leaves with a rustling sound.
"When do you think I'll be able to retire?"
"When you're dreaming."
Arthis muttered softly, "Such scenes don't belong to you. You're more suited to the blood-red leaves, the chilly winds of Fengdu Necropolis, and a large group of ghostly citizens who follow you around, eating and drinking, yet thinking of ways to overthrow you."
Qin Ye's good mood instantly vanished without a trace.
"I say … are you suffering from a disease that will kill you as soon as I'm happy?"
Qin Ye massaged his temples painfully. The thought of having to deal with the ghostly citizens of Hell tonight caused his head to throb with pain.
"I'm merely stating a fact."
Arthis pecked at her wings gracefully, "In three or four days at most, the Yin spirits who have sensed the establishment of Hell will arrive in droves.
By then, you wouldn't be able to come up with a plan of action, and you wouldn't be able to leave a group of intelligent ghostly citizens with nothing to do … In that case, the others would have no choice but to reluctantly start a rebellion. "
Qin Ye plopped down onto the bench. His earlier bright mood was instantly overcast with gloom.
How could he not be aware of this?
What was even more frightening was the fact that not only the Yin spirits had sensed it, but the three daolords might also have sensed it.
There was no telling how many Assassins of the Underworld were searching for him right now.
If he couldn't even handle his own affairs, then … the best outcome would be for him to remain holed up in the City of Salvation for the rest of his life. Then, he would have to pray that the mortal realm would gain the upper hand in the upcoming battle between the mortal realm and the mortal realm.
Oh, that's right. There was still the Harken right under his butt.
Before the Harken woke up, the Yin energy capacity of Hell was less than thirty million, and he was ready to be smacked to death at any moment.
Arthis explained slowly, "Truth be told, your arrival in Mount Tai City is an opportunity."
"There are a thousand things that need to be done in Hell. Have you ever thought about the importance of who you choose to sit on your throne?
But what's even more important is the building materials.
Equipment. "
"The entire City of Salvation is under lockdown. How dare you buy such equipment in the City of Salvation?
Where are you going to put them?
How do you explain this?
I'm willing to bet that every household in the City of Salvation is currently under the surveillance of the Special Investigations Department.
How are you going to explain this to Zhou Xianlong? He's an Infernal Judge who's on the same level as me. "
Qin Ye sighed and shook off the complicated thoughts in his mind. Then, he raised his eyebrows quizzically, "You're saying …"
"Take advantage of the next two months to find a good buyer for the construction equipment and building materials in Mount Tai City.
We'll establish a cooperative relationship with them. This will be far more stable than if you were to make a move in the City of Salvation! "
Arthis continued, "I recall that you still have a million dollars after resolving the issue at Insignia University.
You might as well ask the old principal at Insignia University.
If worse comes to worst, we'll just have to kill Comrade Wang … and compensate him with a chair.
We'll have money and a Death Inquisitor. I'm sure he won't blame us … right? "
Qin Ye's gaze grew distant, almost as though he were looking at a beautiful future. He forcibly suppressed the rising malice in his heart and gulped nervously, "I think … he might not be willing …"
"Softhearted!" Arthis snorted coldly, and then continued softly, "Why don't … you pick him up?
You'll have both the man and the money. It'll be wonderful. "
Qin Ye stared at Arthis as though he had just seen a ghost, "That's a very avant-garde idea of yours."
"He'll be yours sooner or later, even after he's dead … I'd say that you're an indecisive person!
He's not bad looking, he's tall enough, and he's at least at the grass level. He's even got an inheritance of ten million dollars. He's more than enough for you! "
"... Dearest, this is a matter of moral integrity … Don't you think the readers are already starting to think that Student Wang must've had eight lifetimes of bad luck to have met me?
I'm someone who has a sense of shame too! "
Arthis was still about to dissuade him when Qin Ye interrupted her, "Alright, this topic is far too shocking. Let's switch to another topic … What if, and I'm just saying what if, I have enough money to buy these machines? How do I bring them back with me?
Do I simply incinerate them in the City of Salvation? "
Arthis suddenly grew taciturn.
Seconds later, she muttered softly, "The more I think about this' what if 'of yours … the more I think about it, the less likely it is … After all, you've never succeeded with a single' what if 'in the last few decades …"
Qin Ye felt his temples throbbing, "Let's get down to business!"
Arthis thought for a moment, and then an ancient tome appeared in Qin Ye's hands.
"What's this?" Qin Ye glanced at the yellowing ancient tome. There were a few words written in bold calligraphy on the cover.
Hell's Arts.
It was simple, and easy to understand.
Qin Ye's eyes brightened. As expected, Hell has its own Arts. Otherwise, how would it be able to suppress the Yin spirits?
Just look at other web novels. The protagonists all have their own set of divine abilities, such as the Great Desolate Imprisoning Heavenly Hand, Twelve Transformations of Awakening, Battle Saint Arts, Summoning the Wind and Summoning the Rain, Magic Beans Soldiers, Landslides, Cloudy Moon Clears …
Isn't it awesome?
I've finally reached the stage where I can delve into the realm of fantasy …
He flipped to the first page, only to see four large words written on it - Hundred Li of Yin Winds.
"This name is obviously troublesome.
Which idiot came up with this? "
Qin Ye was rather displeased. The name alone was enough to tell that this was a speed-type divine ability. Yet, it didn't even have the title of Battle Saint Arts.
Any divine ability that doesn't go against the heavens or the emperor isn't a good divine ability at all!
Arthis muttered placidly, "I'm the idiot you're referring to."
… …
Qin Ye wisely chose not to dwell on this topic. Instead, he continued reading.
The explanation was simple. Travel a hundred li in a day, as fast as the wind.
Qin Ye flipped to the next page expressionlessly.
What's the meaning of this?
I'm currently facing a restless army of Yin spirits, as well as the Harken that might awaken at any moment. Yet you're telling me that fleeing is the best course of action?
How could a hot-blooded man like me possibly do something so shameful?!
Page two - Universe Concealment.
Qin Ye's eyes lit up once more. This time, it's finally reliable.
Universe Concealment. The name wasn't domineering enough, but its origins were definitely impressive.
The explanation on the page was the same - anything could be contained within a sleeve. As long as one's cultivation was strong enough, even an entire city wouldn't be a problem.
Qin Ye drew a deep breath and continued reading.
Murderous Blade, Abyssal Prefect's Seal, Soul Capture of Ten Thousand Ghosts … The last few techniques were already powerful enough to flatten an entire land. Just as his face flushed with excitement, he flipped to the last page.
"The above techniques can only be executed with Hell as its foundation. Therefore, they're all bullshit now."
The words were crooked, and it was obvious that this was Arthis' handwriting.
Qin Ye was instantly stunned.
Seconds later, his lips twitched uncontrollably, "Can you explain to me what this means?"
"It's literally what it means."
The paper crane yawned, "I've said it many times before. In this world, the biggest bosses are the Heavenly Dao and the Heavenly Court, followed by the mortal realm and the various rules of Hell.
It's just like how cultivation in the mortal realm relies on a certain set of rules.
The same goes for the techniques of Hell.
Hell doesn't even exist anymore, so what's the point of talking about techniques? "
"Haven't I already established it?!"
The paper crane flew over and flipped to one of the pages, "How dare that village of yours call itself Hell?
Alright … let's call it that. Given the amount of rules that Hell can accommodate right now, it should be able to execute this technique. "
Qin Ye glanced at it, and his eyes immediately began to sting.
Technique: Telekinesis.
Range: Three meters.
Restrictions: Unable to move items weighing more than ten kilograms.
What the hell am I supposed to be doing?!